Amos the Churchmouse: The Legend of the Easter Seed

Editor's note: Amos is a churchmouse, who types by hopping on the computer keyboard, but he can't operate the capital shift keys, and he shuns punctuation marks – except dashes and hyphens.

the legend of the easter seed

boss i don t know if you ve

ever had a conversation with

a mustard seed before

but i did the other day

it was quite enlightening

with this being the season

of easter and all

i was shopping in sara spider s

underground supermarket behind the church kitchen wall

when i found myself in the

wild bird feed section

in fact i wasn t watching

where i was going and i fell

into the mustard seed bin

hey whatcha doing

says one little seed to me

you don t look like a

mustard seed or a

big bird either

i m not says me

i m a little churchmouse

but never mind that

what are you doing here

i m hoping for a nice tomb

in good soil and i just hope

and pray that i don t land

on hard ground or the highway

where i ll get eaten by

satan s birds of prey

you said – tombs – are you

sure you didn t mean – home

no i meant tomb says he you sound like you haven t heard the story of the easter seed

the easter seed says me

what s the easter seed

well a long time ago

at the beginning of it all

we seeds lived in paradise

we could sprout into any

tree tall and nice

just by willing it to be -

there was no dying no labor

no misery it was perfect

it was a life of fantasy

but what happened says me

an evil seed baron crept into

our world in the dead of night

and stole us seeds away to a

dark dank cave and there we

lay trying to sprout and get away

but conditions were so bare and poor we just lay there on the rocky floor there we stayed rotting away

day after day

then one day the mighty

seedmaster sent down

a golden seed

on a ray of light through a tiny

crack in that cave of night

the golden seed looked just like us it landed right in the

middle of the worst of us

the evil seed baron didn t notice him at first instead he just kept laughing and muttering curse after curse

i ll get you all says he

you ll soon die in abject pain and misery nevermore able to grow

into trees or find sweet peace and sanity

we despaired for our lives and familiesbut the golden seed

said trust meyou ll see there s a way out of

this to a life full of hope joy and fruitful victory

the more he spoke the more

we listened and followed him

but then the evil seed baron

found him out betrayed by a

traitorous persimmon seed

with a bittersweet kiss

the evil seed baron beat

the golden seed with a

prune stick until he was

broken and bruised

then the baron with a sneer of doom

says now you die and here s your tomb and he placed him
in the ground nevermore ever to be found

but the golden seed knew more

than the evil baron – that the mighty

seedmaster had placed his spirit

within the heart of the seed and

dying to itself only releases

the life within to rise above

the tomb and touch the sky

he was the easter seed and he

has shown us the way that we

can forever be free

amos

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